So just got in from an fun night out sans da baby. Onie, of course, was there, as was RichardCory, GenghisX,ChimericalMe, and Khryptic. I wish more people could have made it out, but, as usual, it was a last minute thing. Sounds just like my old gal. 
We started out at Garrisons in Vinings, a nice pub/steakhouse type place -- but a bit pricey. I think we sat at the bar for like and hour and a half waiting for a table, though. It was cool, I chatted it up with the boys and enjoyed the company of my significant other. It's nice to spend time with her, without our son vying for our attention. Man oh man. Is that terribly uninteresting to you non-parental types?
After drinks/food, RichardCory, Onie, and I went to Parkway Point to catch the 12:20 am show of Unleashed, formerly known as Danny the Dog. Awesome flick, in my opinion. Unique. Lots of good action, heartwarming comedy, gripping suspense, tense drama... shot well, i think. If I were Ebert or Roper or Siskel or some fucker, I would give it two thumbs up.
After the flick, at about 2:20, we parted ways with R.C, and Onie and I attempted (briefly) to find an open bar for one last drink. No such luck, and we returned home. And here I am! She is in bed, after castigating me for attempting to cuddle w/her while she slept. Whoops! Sorry if I "love you"! "Damnit!".
So I retreated from the bed and came to the computer, and I here I sit, IMing the few that are awake, drinking Warsteiner Dunkel and eating Cheesey-Poofs.
And now I'm getting tired and a little buzzed. Maybe bed-time for me? Maybe she's asleep enough now that I can get my cuddles without complaint.
We started out at Garrisons in Vinings, a nice pub/steakhouse type place -- but a bit pricey. I think we sat at the bar for like and hour and a half waiting for a table, though. It was cool, I chatted it up with the boys and enjoyed the company of my significant other. It's nice to spend time with her, without our son vying for our attention. Man oh man. Is that terribly uninteresting to you non-parental types?
After drinks/food, RichardCory, Onie, and I went to Parkway Point to catch the 12:20 am show of Unleashed, formerly known as Danny the Dog. Awesome flick, in my opinion. Unique. Lots of good action, heartwarming comedy, gripping suspense, tense drama... shot well, i think. If I were Ebert or Roper or Siskel or some fucker, I would give it two thumbs up.
After the flick, at about 2:20, we parted ways with R.C, and Onie and I attempted (briefly) to find an open bar for one last drink. No such luck, and we returned home. And here I am! She is in bed, after castigating me for attempting to cuddle w/her while she slept. Whoops! Sorry if I "love you"! "Damnit!".
So I retreated from the bed and came to the computer, and I here I sit, IMing the few that are awake, drinking Warsteiner Dunkel and eating Cheesey-Poofs.
And now I'm getting tired and a little buzzed. Maybe bed-time for me? Maybe she's asleep enough now that I can get my cuddles without complaint.
Those drinks were definitely a good thing, though.